Chapter 112: The Heart Sutra of the Holy Maiden (Celebration of the Ten Leagues)
I don't know how long it took, Ling Caiwei woke up by herself, her injured finger was still swollen, but the smell was no longer unpleasant.
Her dizziness has disappeared, it is estimated that the toxicity of this big scorpion is like this, squeezing out the bruises at the wound, she got up with difficulty, picked up the bamboo slips on the ground, rubbed them on the stone bench and sat down, spread out the bamboo slips little by little, and the rows of vigorous and powerful books jumped in front of her: "Ink Dust and Smoke Codex".
She looked at the entrance of the cave with a weak heart, listened to the movement outside, closed her eyes and silently recited in her heart: Only by knowing yourself and knowing your opponent can you win all battles.
After reading it, she opened her eyes and read it curiously: "Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs, and saints are unkind, and people are used as dogs." Between heaven and earth, it is like a void but not yielding, moving and out. Yu was born in China in 239 years, tired of the world's mundane things, and was able to become immortal
"Bring it!" Ling Caiwei read the key part, and the ink dust and smoke appeared in front of her like a ghost, snatching the bamboo slip with a look of surprise on her face.
Ling Caiwei grinned at him wryly: "Dare to ask the immortal how long he is this year, you told me that day your name is 'Mo Chenyan'." The person on this bamboo slip is talking about you, right?"
Mo Chenyan ignored her, put the pile of food he bought on the table, rolled up the bamboo slips, and asked her, "Where is the imperial scorpion?"
Ling Caiwei pointed to the ground absentmindedly.
At this time, she was calculating the age of Mo Chenyan in her heart. If he is really the ink dust and smoke on the bamboo slips, this year is the 320th year of China, and according to the words on the bamboo slips, he should be 81 years old this year!
An old man in his old age, judging from his appearance and figure, was only in his early twenties. Could it be that he has immortality, or has he encountered a monster?
Ling Caiwei stared at Mo Chenyan and suddenly felt chills all over her body, and couldn't help but shiver.
Mo Chenyan picked up the imperial scorpion on the ground that had been crushed by Ling Caiwei's belly, and a trace of pain flashed in his eyes.
"What did you do?"
Ling Caiwei saw that his face was pale, his eyes were staring straight at him, and the ghost stories told by his mother flashed in his mind, and she was a little scared in her heart. She didn't want him to realize her weakness, so she covered it up and said, "This girl saved your life!" The scorpion was hidden by your bed, but fortunately I found it in time and helped you deal with it, so that you would not be persecuted by it in the middle of the night. ”
She didn't talk when she saw Mo Chenyan. He continued: "The grace of saving lives is not enough. You don't have to think about how to thank me, just send me back to Texas safely. Her body trembled more and more, and the next sentence was almost a knock on her teeth before she finished speaking.
Ink Dust: "It's the Guardian." ”
"Guarding what, guarding this broken bamboo slip that is about to fall apart?" she hugged herself.
Mo Chenyan: "I raised it!"
"You raise it, then you pay me!" Ling Caiwei held up her injured finger to show him.
Mo Chenyan's eyes lit up: "That's it." Providence so. ”
He walked over to the table and saw the cup that Ling Caiwei used to wash his fingers. The water is still brownish. He grabbed the scorpion's body and clenched his fists hard. In an instant, the remaining blood from the scorpion's body dripped into the cup.
Ling Caiwei was nauseous and vomited again. But he didn't want Mo Chenyan to pinch her jaw, and a glass of blood poured into her mouth. She wanted to spit it out, but the ink dust smoke lit one of her acupuncture points in time to stop it. Just like that, a glass of blood and water that she used to wash her hands, plus the stinking body fluids of the imperial scorpion, all swallowed into her stomach.
Mo Chenyan saw that she drank it all, so he solved her acupoint.
Ling Caiwei pouted on the ground and retched for a while, but she was hungry for a few days, and she didn't vomit anything out of her empty stomach.
"You old monster, old and immortal, why do you want to harm me?" she was stunned for a long time after being stung by a scorpion just now, and now the blood in its body mixed with the venom on the tail spine all entered her stomach, isn't it hopeless?
Mo Chenyan pushed the food on the table: "Eat!"
"Don't eat!" Ling Caiwei's stomach was tumbling, even if the food on the table was delicious, she couldn't swallow it.
"If you don't eat it, you will wait for the poison. Mo Chenyan put the bamboo slip into his arms and left with his sleeves.
Ling Caiwei looked at his back in a daze, feeling helpless for the first time.
She sat dejected for a long time, only to notice that the chills she had just felt had eased a lot, and she gradually developed an appetite. She muttered to herself, maybe he was saving her just now. However, regardless of whether he was well-intentioned or malicious, she decided to fight him with a twelve-point spirit.
Since it has been decided to use a delaying tactic, let's talk about it when we are full.
She opened the oiled paper, and there were packets of chicken thighs, preserved fruits, and pastries, all of which were her favorite food, but unfortunately she had been hungry for nearly ten days, and if she let these foods go down now, her stomach would definitely hurt to death.
She shouted at the entrance of the cave, "I want porridge." White rice porridge. She knew he wasn't gone, and she had been standing there watching her.
In less than half an hour, Mo Chenyan came in with hot white rice porridge and brought it to Ling Caiwei.
"Drink!"
Ling Caiwei took a small sip, the temperature was suitable, and the aftertaste was endless. She didn't know that it was because she hadn't eaten for a long time that she felt the food was sweet.
"It's delicious, what's in it?"
"Hand washing water. Mo Chenyan raised the hand he used to squeeze the scorpion's corpse, deliberately disgusting Ling Caiwei.
Who knew that Ling Caiwei didn't hear it at all, so she simply picked up the bowl and drank the porridge cleanly.
"I didn't expect that the thousand-year-old demon also had a sense of humor. She put down the bowl and stood up to give Mo Chenyan a defiant look, then turned around and walked towards her show.
"Do you want to learn?" Mo Chenyan asked.
Ling Caiwei didn't look back, and a word popped out of her mouth like he cherished words like gold: "Learn." ”
What can she do if she doesn't learn? Without martial arts, she can't even go down the cliff.
The next day, Mo Chenyan made a list of martial arts for her to choose from.
Ling Caiwei asked him: "Is there a quick course? When I learn it, I will be old! What is the use of learning? Is there a person who can learn it in a month?"
Ink Dust: "No. ”
"Two months?" Ling Caiwei's outstretched fingers went from "two" to "ten", and Mo Chenyan simply ignored her.
Ling Caiwei took the directory and looked at it, pointed to a line of words and asked, "Can this be learned?"
"What's the use of learning from him?"
"Be a thousand-year-old demon like you!" Ling Caiwei thought that no martial arts could be compared to birth, old age, sickness and death, so she simply learned his face-rejuvenating technique to be as beautiful as a flower for the rest of her life, and it was not in vain that she swallowed the disgusting scorpion blood.
Mo Chenyan stared at her delicate face and a pair of big rippling eyes, and said for a while, "Teach later." ”
Ling Caiwei thought he was perfunctory, pursed her lips, and pointed to another martial art: "You will do this too?"
Mo Chenyan closed the list of martial arts and looked at Ling Caiwei intently: "There is a kind of quick success." ”
Ling Caiwei's eyes lit up: "What kind of martial arts is it? As long as you achieve it quickly, you won't be afraid of any hardships! I'll learn!"
Mo Chenyan's cheeks suddenly flushed, staggered her eyes, and slowly spit out four words: "Holy Maiden Heart Sutra." ”
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Today is another double happiness, the first is the morning Ice League to achieve the "Double Number Double Alliance", and the second is the afternoon Rain League to be promoted to the tenth alliance of the concubine group. At present, the concubine group has achieved a good situation in which ten alliance leaders are in place within 22 days of the new book being put on the shelves.
Happy events one after another, Youyou's heart was turbulent, and he couldn't calm down for a long time. I don't know where you are the eleventh leader and the twelfth leader.
I'm here waiting for you to come to the Alliance, waiting for you to come to the Alliance, waiting for you to come to the Alliance.
PS: The red envelope area of the crown princess is celebrated at eight o'clock
(To be continued.) )